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Wei Chao paused for a while, then said, "But you and Su Ke are quite close."

Wen Dao made no secret of his admiration for Su Ke: "Of course, Su Ke was the number one student in the college entrance examination back then, and he has a wide range of interests. Chatting with him is very interesting, and he also—"

Wei Chao pouted and interrupted him: "How can you be so good, I think you are the only one who is so good."

Wen Dao ignored him, cleared his throat, and said in a drawn-out voice: "Su Ke is very familiar with many classics, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign—"

Wei Chao sighed: "If I knew I had chosen liberal arts back then, the university should also choose Chinese language and literature."

Hearing this, he laughed: "Then you are estimated to be the last one in the test every day."

Wei Chao felt wronged: "Oh."

Wen Dao turned the corner in the car and said with a smile: "I have many hobbies, but I like you the most."

Wei Chao was stunned for a long time, his heart was too sweet, and his mouth was sweet again: "I only have one hobby, Ah Wen."

Wen Dao didn't like this, he said lightly: "Game?"

Wei Chao stiffened.

Wen Dao continued: "Basketball?"

Wei Chao laughed dryly.

Wen Dao poked his heart: "Car."

Wei Chao surrendered: "I was wrong."

Wen Dao raised his eyebrows, I still can't see through you?

It was too late for lunch and break at home, so the two went straight to work.

As soon as Wen Dao came in, he called the heads of various departments for a meeting. When the off-duty time came, everyone didn't finish their report, because they didn't come in the morning, and there were too many things to deal with. Wen Dao rarely delayed everyone's time. It's almost seven o'clock.

After the rest of the people left, they heard that he was sitting in the conference room and continued to work overtime. He sent a message to Wei Chao to let him go back first, and continued to work hard in the data file.

After nine o'clock, Wen Dao raised his head and stretched his neck, only to find that Wei Chao was sitting across the conference table and looking at him with a slight smile.

"When did you come here?" Wen Dao was surprised, and when he spoke, he found that his voice was extremely hoarse, painful and itchy.

Wei Chao frowned, and took back the words that were about to tease him, "A meeting? Why is your voice like this?"

"Yeah." Wen Dao nodded obediently, but couldn't help asking: "How did you get here? I didn't even find out."

Wei Chao went over and squatted in front of him and took his hands to hold: "In order to hide from the security downstairs, I climbed over the wall and entered the underground parking lot, took the elevator up, and found no one in your office, so I searched everywhere, came in and saw You are working, but I didn't expect to be so stupid, I sat for a long time without realizing it."

Wen Dao curled his lips: "It seems that Cheng Fan and the others are not doing their job well."

Wei Chao smiled: "No, I asked them to help when I got upstairs, but they pretended not to see me."

Wen Dao asked, "What about them?"

"Go down and have dinner with Zhou Quan and the others." Wei Chao was proud, "They have a good relationship now."

Wen Dao pinched the bridge of his nose: "Buy people's hearts."

"En." Wei Chao shook his hand, "Are you done? Go home."

Wen Dao nodded, Wei Chao stood up and cleaned the table for him, "Okay, don't talk if you have a bad throat, let's go, put these in the office."

Now Wendao has taken over the driving, and the car is also owned by Wendao. There are lozenges in it to relieve sore throat. Wei Chao didn't say anything, but just sent a message to ask his aunt at home to stew pears with rock sugar.Driving out of the noisy city center overflowing with red willows and green lights, the night galaxy is hidden in the lively periphery, and the car music is playing sincere and smooth pure music.

Wei Chao asked, "What is it?"

There is no subject, but Wen Dao replied: "Cavatina is a song I like very much."

"Did you listen to it often before?" Wei Chao's tone became quiet and gentle with the music, as if louder would disturb the emotions flowing in the score, and he was afraid of making Wen Dao feel uncomfortable, but he wanted to make him less burdened, " when you are alone."

"Before." Wen Dao pursed his lips and paused for a long time before saying, "When I was studying abroad, I often went to a coffee shop, and every evening the resident singer would play this song."

Wei Chao looked at him and asked softly, "What happened next?"

"Later, Mom and Dad left, and you weren't here." Wen Dao's eyes flickered with the street lights that kept appearing while driving, "I am alone, and I never dared to listen to pure music again."

"I--"

Wen Dao stopped the car on the side of the road, he didn't smile, but he didn't feel pain either, he opened his mouth with only a trace of sadness: "It's almost their death day."

"When the time comes, let's go see them together." Wei Chao held his hand, "Every time you went before, I followed you quietly, and I went up after you left."

Wen Dao suddenly raised his head to look into Wei Chao's eyes, "Are you all there?"

Wei Chao hugged him and said, "I'm here."

Wen Dao's chin resting on his shoulder moved, and then buried in the crook of his neck, his voice muffled: "I really miss them."

Wei Chao felt distressed, but could only hug him tighter and coax him: "I know, I know, Ah Wen, good boy, cry for a while, okay? Don't bear it alone."

Until the very light sobs came, Wei Chao was a little relieved, and patted his back lightly with his hands, but his heart ached even more.

The music in the car has changed to the next one, and the male voice sang the lyrics repeatedly:

……

I would call you up every Saturday night

And we'd both stay out'til the morning light

Andwesangherewegoagain

And though time goes by

I will always be in a club with you in 1973

Singing here we go again

……

Ah Wen, I will connect with you heart and hand, and will always be with you in the future.

When we got home, Wei Yang had already fallen asleep because he had to catch a flight tomorrow morning.Mama Liu knew that Wen Dao's throat was uncomfortable, and the half of the food he gave him today was also very bland.

Wen Dao sighed: "Let's become a monk together."

Wei Chao immediately vetoed it: "That can't be done, how can a monk fall in love with Ah Wen."

Auntie heard it at the kitchen counter, turned around with a smile and pretended not to know, but when she heard that her face was so hot, she kicked him angrily under the table.

Wei Chao was about to raise his hand to surrender, he turned his hand and picked up the cell phone that rang suddenly, then looked at Wen Dao and sighed—it was Song Yan without a doubt.

Wei Chao was fully prepared and asked, "What's the bad news?"

Song Yan didn't fully understand his work, so he asked, "How do you know?"

"It can't be that there is something wrong with Wu Xiaofeng's hometown." Wei Chao handed Wen Dao the rock sugar pear soup brought by Liu Ma, "We can only get first-hand information here."

Song Yan dismissed his provocation: "You can't count on Wu Xiaofeng at present, but we have pried something out of Zhang Sheng's mouth."

Wei Chao waited until he finished drinking before turning on the speakerphone, "What did you ask?"

"Literally." Song Yan said, "Zhang Sheng had a bug installed in his dentures and was pried out."

Wei Chao and Wen Dao were unable to speak for a while, and Song Yan seemed to know that they would have such a reaction, "I'm just asking you, are you convinced? Are you convinced? I only heard Feng Ju said before, whoever thinks, can still be rejected by me." Let's meet."

Wen Dao asked: "Did he say who pretended for him?"

"No." Song Yan was annoyed over there, "You can't abuse the captives, or I really want to torture and extract a confession, and my mouth is too hard."

Wei Chao put down his chopsticks, "What does the installer want to hear?"

Song Yan seemed to be talking to someone over there, and then replied: "I don't know, it may be to control the enemy's situation, know yourself and the enemy."

Wen said: "Is he willing, or is he being threatened? What if the other party keeps controlling him by this?"

Song Yan objected: "If it was a threat, he was afraid, but he has been pulled out now, he should tell us."

"No." Wei Chao said, "It's also possible that in his consciousness, the other party is very powerful, and you can't deal with it."

Wen Dao agreed: "Yes, he knows that you can protect him now, but sooner or later he will go out, and he is guaranteeing that day."

Song Yan was silent for a while, and then said: "If this is the case, there is one more breakthrough point. Let me find a psychologist to help."

Wei Chao was about to hang up the phone: "Okay, let us know if there is anything to do."

Song Yan: "Wait, I almost forgot, I called to let Mr. Wen have time to come tomorrow, Zhang Sheng wants to see you."

Wei Chao pursed his lips and muttered, "Ah Wen, why should he see him whenever he wants?"

Wen Dao didn't know whether to laugh or cry and patted him, then said to the phone, "I'll be there at noon tomorrow."

Not long after hanging up the phone, Zhou Quan and Cheng Fan sent a message saying that they went to Zhang Qilu's place, and found that Song Yan's people were already staring at them, asking if they should continue.

"Go ahead." Wen Dao said to Wei Chao, "But we don't need so many people. If Zhang Qilu finds out, don't let him know. If he can't hold on anymore, he might come to us on his own initiative."

Wei Chao nodded, and then notified Zhou Quan.

After sending the message, Wei Chao dragged him upstairs, "Okay, it's late, let's take a shower and sleep now, don't think about these things today."

There were other people in the family, and they pulled out their hands awkwardly, "I sleep in the guest room."

"Okay." Wei Chao was very straightforward, and was still curious when he heard it, but when he came out of the wash, Wei Chao was already clean and waiting for him on the bed.

"you--"

"Come here." Wei Chao patted the place beside him naturally, coughed lightly, and then blushed a little.

"Ah Wen? Wife, it's time to go to bed." Wei Chao called him deliberately, seeing that he had a tendency to go out and then lock the door, and then adopted a soft policy, pretending to be obedient and innocent, and asked: "My hand hurts, can you brag for me?" hair?"

Wen Dao glared at him, and walked over to take the hair dryer from him.The slightly cool fingertips ran through the black hair, making the scalp and the apex of the heart numb with a tiny electric current, and the buzzing warm wind made Wei Chao's ears and chest scald.

"Okay." The sound of the hair dryer stopped abruptly, Wen Dao fiddled with his hair a few more times, "Don't blow it too dry, it's not good for your hair."

"Huh?" Seeing that he hadn't spoken for a long time, Wen Dao bent down to look at him.

Wei Chao took a deep breath, he knew it was impossible, Wen Dao would never agree, his injury was not healed, and he didn't want their relationship to be unsatisfactory.

Wen Dao already knew the reason, he avoided his gaze, and said hesitantly, "Why don't you go back to your room?" There was timidity in his voice, he was afraid that he would not be able to bear his denial.

"No more." Wei Chao looked up at him and said with sly eyes, "I can't do without you."

Wen Dao worried: "Then..."

Wei Chao took his hand and said, "I promise, I will never mess around."

Being held in his arms, Wen Dao felt like he had a home after a day of running around.He looked up at Wei Chao, who was also looking at him.

Wei Chao asked, "Are you still afraid?"

Wen Dao shook his head: "It's not because I'm afraid, but because I can't bear it."

"I know." Wei Chao lowered his head and kissed the corner of his mouth. The night breeze blew into the room, the curtains fluttered and fell, and the kiss became more lingering and gentle.

The author has something to say:

"Cavatina" - became famous as the soundtrack of "The Deer Hunter" in 1978, but the score was published in 1971. It is a representative work in the popular repertoire of guitar music.Really roar! ! !

The second song: James Blunt (James Blunt) - "1973", released on May 2008, 05